All Izzebella wanted after a long day at work was a nice hot shower and a relaxing evening at home. As she stepped into the warm cascading water, her mind instantly calmed. She loved the feel of the soap over her full breasts, the gentle, trickling rivers snaking their way down and between her legs, the feel of her fingers as they ran through her hair. Thoroughly relaxed, she made her way to her bedroom, and that was when her nightmare began! An unknown assailant crept out from her closet, wrapping his arms around her struggling naked body and clamping a hand over her mouth. His grip was like iron, and although she fought with all of her strength, the cloth clamped over her protesting mouth kept her cries to a minimum. Worse still, the cloth was soaked in a strange liquid, and every panicked breath forced a burning potion deep into her lungs. In moments, she slumped to the floor, fast resting. When she woke up, she felt strange, as though her limbs would no longer obey her brain’s commands.She felt as though she were being crushed in the grip of some giant snake, her entire body constricted in a fiercely tight bear hug…